University

University! University! Oh you UniversityYou stand scattered strong for a while once;Your cottage so shabby, sweeter the tattered rooms;You shine brightly battered, lone and beaten up;Batch after batch; year after year, you write your fame;None cared challenges; none dare to dig you beneath;None invites you in, sweeter as you stand firm forbidding;Half a walk and half a ride; reaching you touching softly;No law and no out law prohibits; fresher as you stretches your arms;No birds a hostile utility, no cows a misanthropic avail;Oh mother! Your strength engaged abruptly cool,Your virtue’s reflected; your honorability’s attributed; You’re mirror of the Country; you shine aloof bolder,Captivating and enthralling; Canchi’s of Canchipur.

University! University! Oh you UniversityYou witnessed enraptures, bewitching so fascinating;Your arms detached heavily; dusted and undone nicelyOne after another; you’re tempted and seduced and convincing;Those sudden gust of zealous; stamped upon your lapOh mother! You’re voice is unheard weak and badTruck by truck; moves by moves advances;Shifting and stirring; progressing and proceeding;Advancing and improving and continuing;And developing and flourishing and thriving;And expanding and increasing and maturing;Evolving and growing and enlarging;Extending and spreading; unfolding and unrolling;Differentiating and transforming; Altering and adapting;Oh! So hard to recalled, your virgin soil a nightmare;Recollecting and tempting and captivating;Bad as you stand aloof; amidst the hungersTired and thirsty and starving incomers need.

University! University! Oh you UniversityYour visitor’s a motive too reasoning and operational;Blocks after blocks; building after building;Visitors by visitors; designs by designs; topic by topic;Subject by subject; concepts by concepts;Purposes and causes and intentions and basis;Departments by departments; Talk after talks;Enrolling and hankering, the desire and their thirsts;Oh mother! Your lap so elemental, dirty and dusty suspicionYour arms being cut and broken; you bleed constitutions;Smearing and tainted; bleeding from those undying bodies;From State to Central, pulling and dragging and drawing;One and two and three and four and five;Oh, the master of Judgment! Judge ‘Her’ and ‘untie’ her;Chasten ‘Her’ for a cause, Canchi’s of Kangleipak.

Rinku Khumukcham, Editor of Imphal Times has more than 15+ years in the field of Journalism. A seasoned editor, was a former editor of ISTV News. He resides in Keishamthong Elangbam Leikai, with his wife and parents. Rinku can be contacted at [email protected]